Princess Peachandera gazed out the window of the Helicopter, Flying over some Island she had No Idea which. Her Dirty Dress, All Crumpled and slightly torn,got caught under the seats,
as she Bit the tip of her glove, with a tear, about coming out of her eye.

She felt so horrible Just leaving her kingdom behind like that, Especially since her mother Was left behind as well. General Sarsa Instructed a landing, so she fastened her seatbelt.
Watching the plane land from the inside, was much Nausiating. (If thats how you spell it)The shift of The direction starteled her a bit, as the plane came to a stop.

"Follow Me, Princess." James Instructed, Holding her hand, as she got of the Helicopter. She Couldn't Believe it. It was all island.... No, Secret lab... Until James Pushed over a leaf,
which reaveale, two Meatal doors, which opened automaticly. Peachandera stepped inside, as General Sarsa instructed her to do. It was An Elevator. She didn't know where or what direction she was headed in, so she just solemly stood there, Listening to the grinding, and michanical noises, as it continued on its path. Suddenly, a flah of light, illuminated the elivator room as she turned to see a Telivison scran, covering the wall.

There was a woman On it, Whom had Red hair, And a difficult accent, but easy to understand. "What Is this place? Some kind of Prision??" Peachandera qestioned, looking at the face on the wall. "Not Prison, Protection." She Began, continuing.

"Princess Peachandera, Of the Mushroom kingdom, You are now under full Custody of the International Princess Protection Program. The PPP."

"I've never heard of it..." She replied, backing up a bit, blowing the fallen hair out her face. "No one ever hears of us..." The woman Replied, regaining her posture.

"How long will I be staying here?" Peachandera Continued, now knowing at least a piece of information. "Untill Stage Four."

"Stage Four?" She questioned,with a clear look of confusuin on her face."Whats stage one?"

"Extraction. Thats what brought you here." The screen Retorted, being fast at Brains."Stage two?" The young princess murmmered, getting a look of disaproval."Transition."

"Transition To what?" Peachandera Asked, watching the woman on the screen begin to giggle.
"Come on inside, Ill Explain on the way..."

The Elevator suddenly opened, revealing a room, and the one woman she had been talking to over the T.V.

"Welcome to The PPP Headquarters. My Name is Sandra." Sandra begain, stepping down from the platform she was currently on. The Princess nodded,as she began to follow her.

"We are currently protecting 27 princesses who have been also threatened, just as you where."
Sandra went to the big screen, with a video, of what seemed to be an indian princess, eating fruit, being fanned, and just enjoying herself. "General Sarsa Brought her here, Where she Is Now in protection." As she Flipped to a second Video, which showed the same girl, in the artic. "She's Freezing!" Peachander said, startled at the sight.

"Yes, But she's safe..." Sandra Continued, with a smirk as she lead The princess elswhere.

The room they entered was Huge, With Desighners, and Stylists. Pincesses, where sitting chairs,
getting makeup on, fit for clothes, and even Hair cut.

"Where? Where are you sending me?" She questioned, Reaciving the awnser from sandra. "Not Yet, You must go through transformation."

"First Hair, Then Wardrobe!"

Peachandera continued to gaze at the other princesses, getting Re-made into something they wern't. The expressions wern't Negitave, which surprised her.

The Hair, which had Covered her Entire back, was about to be cut, as she sat in a chair, Eyes shut, Panting from Nervousness.

"STOP!" She yelped, As the barber set down her long strand of hair, along with the sicorss, he was about to use to cut her hair."I dont Know Any Of you Persons! I wish To speak to General Sarsa! I only trust Him!"

The Barber and Sandra exchanged glances, and she looked upon her assistant, who got right on the stood up, and begain to pace. Still in her robe, hair all down her back, biting her lower lip.

"Everything alright?" James Sarsa Questioned,entering the room. "Take me back to my country NOW!"
Peachandera Insisted, as she stood strait, and kept her head upright. "I'm sorry Princess,
but until Bowser flee's your kingdom, Im Afraid I cant."

"But You Must!" She continued, crossing her arms. "You will. As soon as the transformation is Complete, and You go to your assigned area."

"But, My Mother! I just Abandoned her! How Is she going to be safe?"

General Sarsa sighed as he put his hands in his pockets. "As long as your here, she will be fine"

"Bowser wants you to contact her, so he'll know where to find you." He continued, as they sat on a bench, inside the room.
"What if he finds me though?" She asked again. "He will Make you regret it, by putting you in jail."

"If you want to keep your kingdom, and your Mother safe, You'll stay here. Unditected..."

She sighed as she stood up and left the room with James. "You May Procced." She told the barber,
whom put a smile on his face.

Strand by strand, He begain to cut, And snip, Her long Presious Golden Blonde hair, which she loved so dearly.

After a Few Moments, The Barber Turned Her around, Reavealing the New Peachandera, Who wore a Blue and white shirt, and A pair of Blue Capris.

"Ha! Marvelous! You Are No Longer Peachandera, You are From this day forward, Peach. And ordinary American Girl."

"Now?" Peach said, turning twards Sandra, Who walked alongside James. "Step Four. Relocation.."

Peach Sighed, as James put a hand on her shoulder. "Welcome to Louisiana Peachy."

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Pulling into The driveway, General Sarsa, (James) Parked the jeep, as it came to a stop.
Peach shuttered, as she heared the car door open, and slam shut.

"Welcome to youre new home. For the time being anyway." James said, leading her into the house.

Daisy wasn't soon after, coming home on the bus. "Here ya are sweetie," Her Driver Spoke, opening the door.
"Thanks Helen." She replied, emerging from her seat, grabbing her heavy bookbag. "Looks like someones home early." She said as Daisy's expression went from Upset, To extreamly Happy.

"Bye Helen!" She said hapily as she ran off the bus."Dad?" She exclaimed, running inside the house, in search of her father.
"Dad!" She aked again, still getting no reply, she decided to set her bag down in her room.
She rushed in, dropped her bag, said "Hi" to Peach, and was about to leave when she turned around. "Wait, Who are you?"

"I'm Peachander- I mean Peach. MmHmmm! Peach!" Peach, finnished, forgetiing her new secret name. "You positive? Don't sound so shure..."
"Yes. It Is Definatly Peach." She finished, Still sitting on the coushion by the windowsill.

Daisy, gave her a smirk as she continued. "So... What are you doing here?" She asked,
as if it was completley obvious. "Oh, General Sarsa Gave me this room." She continued, as Daisy Played along and said, "Oh, He did Huh?"

"Yes, He has Been Quite lovley."

"Lovley?" Daisy questioned, but Peach didn't stop there. "The Suite is Much Much smaller than Ususal, But It will be Much Larger once we remove the extra bed."

"Its Not extra, Its mine" She Mumbled, followed by "Would you excuse me a moment?"

"Yes, You're excused." Peach replied. Daisy Rolled her eyes, as she ran outside, where she saw her dad, still working with the boat.

"Hiya Pal!" He said, hapily. "Don't you pal Me!" she replied. Peach Stood up, and Peired out the window.
"Oh, Uh I take it you met Peach.." James continued. Dropping his glasses. "Yea, Who is she and why is she in MY room?"

"Directors orders"

"Wow. Ususaly Dads bring their daughters home a T shirt not a Person. An annoying one at that.."

"Look, Daisy, I have to do it... Its for my job... You In? Please?"

"Do I have any other option?" She laughed, giving her dad a hug, which he quickly picked her up with, as he spun her around.

Peach laughed a bit, as she noticed the fun the two where having. She though is was what normals did, but as soon as she saw Daisy walk back up, she quickly regained her posture, and sat strait. "So, You have made other sleeping arangements?" Peach began.

"Okay, The room I'snt yours... Its ours. I know that might be, a word not in your dictionary,
but it means, I get half and you get half. So stay, on your half." Daisy finished, slamming the door, making Peach jump again.